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myOtaku.com: Kilikina Majere

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I am Kilikina. This site is pretty much practice for when I have enough money for my own '.com'.

I have to warn anyone who stumbles onto my pathetic site: this is more of a blog than a place to show my none-exsitent poetry gifts or flaunt my none-existent wonderful works of art. I write alot and not very skillfuly or interestingly, I'm afraid. So sorry if I bore you and/or seem caustic at times, you have my appologies.

Enter at your own risk.


Monday, January 24, 2005

Should I stay or Should I go?
I might decide to relocate and embrace the lovelies of Santa Barbra. Where I currently reside, I find many people's companionship quite disagreeable. I am still unsure about it though. While a change would be welcome, I am not certain I want to disappear from this gastly atmosphere just yet. I can say, I don't approve of how this year is begining. Something needs to change, so I will create one. Yay for rocks in the river!

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Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Okay, nevermind
Upon trying to Enter in the essay 'Sayonara', I missed placed the book, so until I find it, oh well.

It appears I have revived my old pass time foe when I have lost a grasp on something or when I'm down. This would be the act of removing hair from my head. The last time I did this was many, many, many years, ago when I was a wee child. It was a time when my mother left. The cottages and children of them could not hope to cheer me up, I was forced to see through it on my own. As is the instence of present. I know there are those of you who have blinked through the long ages with me, a very small number of you.(bth, if you are not absolutely positive this is you, you probably shouldn't assume it, you can always ask if it's you, but don't think it automaticly. I'm too odd to be for someone to be suposing my actions.) However, please stand at bay in your worring about me. Your friendship is always welcome, and ere this, your council would be too, but please refrain from suggesting things (unless I specifically ask you), for I shall have to cry the river, tear by tear; build the bridge, brick by brick; and get over it, step by step all by my lonesome.

Thank You For Listening,
Octopus Out
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